Chapter 450: The Eerie Woman’s Head! Body Seizure! Endless Resurrection!

At this moment, the old monk’s gaze turned venomous, coldly locking onto Li Yanchu.

“Why!? Why didn’t you believe me!? Why!!”

He was no longer questioning; he had fallen completely into madness. A thick, overwhelming wave of demonic qi erupted from his body. Then, the severed heads buried in the ground throughout the palace opened their eyes all at once.

“Why didn’t you believe us!?”

𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

“All those treasures, why didn’t you take any!?”

“Why didn’t you desire the immortal inheritance when it chose you!?”

Voices of hatred and despair overlapped, the dead heads shouting over one another.

Zhang Wei’s face turned ghastly white, drained of all color, as the scene was simply too horrifying. And Xiao Ran was the same; her delicate, beautiful features distorted with fear.

The Daoist temple hall once shrouded in auspicious clouds had become a demonic pit!

“These... could they be the later cultivators who died in this Blissful Land?” Zhang Wei stammered, trembling.

It was not the first time that Mount Taoyuan’s Blissful Land had opened, and there were legends of others who had once obtained immortal fortune within it. Naturally, some people had perished here.

If those people encountered the same situation back then, they likely fell for the trick and became trapped here forever.

At these words, Xiao Ran’s face turned even paler, while Li Yanchu turned his head, slightly surprised.

“Your brain works pretty fast.” Zhang Wei brightened in delight. “Really? Thank you for the praise, Senior!”

This Senior Cao Cao, despite having such a young and handsome face, put immense pressure on him. It always felt as if they were peers, so receiving recognition from such a powerhouse made Zhang Wei genuinely happy.

Good thing I’m still young. Senior Cao Cao has cultivated for so long, of course he’d be this strong and cunning. I’ll reach that level someday too!

Zhang Wei thought confidently.

Then, turning his head, Zhang Wei suddenly screamed; a pale, corpse-like face was almost pressed against his!

“Holy sh—!” He retreated backward and pulled out the Taiji Diagram from his robes, and a streak of azure light surrounded him.

Seeing the situation clearly, Zhang Wei couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath. Those severed heads on the ground were breaking out of the soil, one after another struggling to crawl free. A tide of dead, numb figures surged toward them.

Zhang Wei’s heart sank. Today was a death trap! These things wanted to keep them here forever!

But... When he saw the tall, unshakable figure standing before him, his heart steadied a little.

This time is different from usual. Don’t panic. Senior Cao Cao is here.

He silently encouraged himself.

And then, like a loyal sycophant should, Zhang Wei immediately rushed to Li Yanchu’s side.

“Senior Cao Cao! Being able to fight alongside you today will be the honor of my life!” Zhang Wei declared righteously.

However, when he saw the look in Li Yanchu’s eyes, he faltered.

Why does Senior look... somewhat cautious, yet also excited?

He couldn’t understand Li Yanchu’s mentality at all.

“You two stay here and don’t move. Leave everything to me,” Li Yanchu said in a low voice.

This guy Zhang Wei... cannot be on my team in the future. He always tries to steal the kill.

Li Yanchu quietly made that decision in his heart.

Thus, Xiao Ran and Zhang Wei obediently stayed put. With so many cold, deathly corpses, and a demonic, two-headed monk staring them down like a predator, who could fight under such circumstances!?

If they could escape alive, it would already justify twenty years of cultivation!

The old monk’s eyes were filled with venomous hatred as he stared at the three of them, as though they were lambs awaiting slaughter.

The extra head on his shoulder was especially eerie, radiating an ominous aura.

Boom

!

Li Yanchu’s legs were like iron pillars. With a single step, he unleashed the strength of ten thousand jun, and the ground exploded beneath him! The shockwave alone sent the cold, numb corpses tumbling in all directions.

He strode forward and threw a punch, his surging vitality bursting from his body.

Behind him manifested two towering divine silhouettes: one a massive and solemn shadow of divine power, the other the manifestation of a ruthless Martial Dao.

The old monk was dumbfounded.

This guy is a martial brute!?

Boom

!

A colossal shockwave tore through the Daoist temple hall, carving out a deep trench. The old monk’s body was shattered beyond recognition, and only the two heads and part of a spine remained, his aura weak and fading.

Zhang Wei and Xiao Ran were stunned. What kind of attack was that!? It was far too terrifying!

The scene just now deeply shocked the two helpless spectators. Even the old monk stared in disbelief.

“Impossible... absolutely impossible! How could this happen!?”

He couldn’t accept that such a monstrous martial cultivator existed in the world!

“A corpse that has been possessed and corrupted by the Demonic Dao and you still dare put on the airs of an immortal before me?” Li Yanchu’s voice boomed like thunder.

The old monk froze, as if awakening from a nightmare. Scenes from his past life flickered before him like a lantern reel, ending on the moment when he and his companions explored Mount Taoyuan’s Blissful Land, rejoicing, believing they had found an immortal’s inheritance... Only for

another head

to grow from his neck, it was a living nightmare.

His beloved senior brother, the juniors he cherished, and multiple prodigies from powerful sects all died by his hands.

“So that’s... what happened...” The old monk let out a sigh, filled with indescribable sorrow and desolation.

His consciousness blurred, but the hatred and murderous madness within him dissipated, and clarity returned to his eyes.

With the last of his strength, he shouted, “Below... the ground...” Then his head rapidly withered, disintegrating into ash.

But the disheveled young woman’s head beside him slowly opened its eyes. They were a blank, dead gray with no pupils, yet somehow gave the sensation of staring right at you. The sight of this was utterly chilling, and the grotesque sight made their scalps crawl.

A corpse buried in the ground suddenly scrambled over, grabbed the head, and placed it onto its own neck. From the severed neck of the head, countless nerves and blood vessels surged out, fusing seamlessly with the corpse’s flesh.

The eerie head slowly closed its eyes, and the corpse seemed to undergo rebirth, with a twisted, vicious smile spreading across its face.

“What fresh, delicious flesh... It’s been so long since I last tasted a living human’s heart, liver, and lungs.” A ghastly face suddenly bulged out from the corpse’s chest, its smile twisted and uncanny.

“This person’s aura is murky and ominous. He must have been a demonic cultivator in life,” Zhang Wei said grimly.

In response, Li Yanchu nodded slightly. This technique indeed resembled the Demonic Dao, using one’s body to nourish ghosts.

“So... by switching to a new body, it can live again, and even regain part of the host’s memories?” Li Yanchu murmured.

He thought back to the terrifying severed hand he had fought earlier.

“Tell me, could the thing sealed by the Apricot-Yellow Banner... be that creature’s head?” Li Yanchu asked Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei nodded. “Very possible.”

The five forbidden grounds were likely used to dismember and suppress that undying abomination. Such dismemberment was a common method to handle creatures that couldn’t be killed. Though, beings of such level were usually unknown to the world.

Li Yanchu turned toward the corpse with two heads and let out a cold laugh.

“So you like new bodies, do you?”